Chapter 365: Shangguan Quan'er (1)

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Glaciers evaporate, icebergs flatten, lives are killed and injured, and black smoke rises.

In the memory, Yinchuan, the magic wheel of ice and snow fairyland, is full of sores and is unrecognizable.

At a glance at the apocalyptic scene under their feet, the bodies of several low-level four-star spirit sects all shook, and they tried their best to put their spiritual power into the spiritual weapons in their hands, so that they could barely support them to continue to levitate in the void.

"Didn't the news from the outer disciples stationed in the floating wreck area say that the only ones who appeared in the 'mirage' were the black hoof, the nightmare sheep......, Jing Fuchen, Cang Yunxi, and Yan Luo? Can you make the Demon Wheel Yinchuan like this? Even if Cang Yunxi and Yan Luo dispatched the contract holy beasts, those two holy beasts would not dare to make such a big move within the female monarch's enchantment, they wouldn't know that they would be killed by the enchantment if they destroyed it too much!" The faces of the fifteen eight-star spirit venerables were also extremely ugly, and they even involuntarily took two steps towards the nine-star spirit emperor old woman at the front, as if this would be safe.

In the Boundary Heavenly Abyss, the six holy lands and the four royal families have stationed people in various circles, and the closest to the Demon Wheel Yinchuan is their 'Yunxi Bamboo Realm', not long ago, they received the news that the outer disciples stationed in the floating wreck circle urgently notified them with the spirit pigeon flying letter, saying that the black hooves of the end of the ten holy sons of the demon clan and the 'Lanjing Empire' royal descendant Jing Fuchen, the 'War Beast Honghai' Shaofu Lord Cang Yunxi, and the Prince of Luosu Yan Luo are all in the Demon Wheel Yinchuan, Jing Fuchen is seriously injured, Cangyun Xi, Yan Luo's two brothers are worried about fighting against the black hooves under the dust of the mirror, not to mention, it would be good to be able to play half of the combat power, and if they win, they will be greatly injured, and it is even likely that both will be defeated, their 'Yunxi Bamboo Realm' is the closest to the Demon Wheel Yinchuan, and it is a good time to come to the Demon Wheel Yinchuan at this time.

Pick up what is cheap, of course it is an artifact!

Jing Fuchen, Cang Yunxi, and Yan Luo are the new generation of the human race, and their artifacts are naturally impossible to grab, but the black hoof is different, the dagger it has is an artifact that even the Spirit Emperor is dying!

In their minds, the Demon Wheel Yinchuan is not an inner circle, there is no magical 'Heaven and Earth Balance', even if a few juniors have secret skills and artifacts, they can't improve their strength, how can they occupy the Zhaoshen Dagger in front of the Spirit Emperor's power whose strength does not decline under the injury?

Therefore, the third grandmother of the Spirit Emperor Ye San, who was born according to the dagger, brought them here.

"Grandma......" Someone looked at the somewhat curved back of the old woman in front of her, and made a tentative sound.

The situation in front of me is really a bit weird.

"Hmph, there is an old body, what are you afraid of?!" Grandma Ye San snorted angrily, although the face on the old face did not change, but there was still a little more solemnity between her eyes: "Quan'er, come here." โ€

Fifteen eight-star Spirit Venerables hurriedly moved out of the way.

A slender figure that was originally completely blocked came out, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, not wearing the same green clothes as the people around, but wearing a snow-colored shirt, a long skirt of flowing fairies, slender and light, graceful and elegant, black hair solemnly pulled up, the color of the delicate hair is not light green, and even a dot cui is in the shape of bamboo leaves, but more of a soft flower type, but no matter how beautiful the dot cui is, it is not as good as a phoenix tail swaying between the hair on the upper left side.

The steps swayed with the girl's steps, and the light of the phoenix tail in the sun was a brilliant purple color.

The girl walked to Grandma Ye San's side and said weakly, "Grandma." โ€

Although she has a weak appearance, this sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl is a five-star spirit king!